Word: harborers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...brought in an era of draft calls, which depleted our 'typesetting staff, and of crisis journalism with its bad news breaks and late news. The late Adolf Hitler was forever making a major move on weekends. Pearl Harbor happened on Sunday and V-J Day was on a Tuesday. Inasmuch as our deadline is midnight Monday, interruptions like these meant that the 'typesetters, who are always the last to leave, shared with the rest of the editorial department the headaches of late closings...
...Anchor Line's S.S. Egidia steamed into New York harbor last week with her holds filled with 2,500,000 fifths of Scotch whiskey. It was the largest single shipment in seven years. Britain is planning to increase her Scotch production and exports to boost her dollar balances, and many other such shipments will soon follow. But this prospect brought no cheers from liquor retailers, many of whom are caught with supplies of high-priced Scotch in their cellars...
...Broadway could look back with greater pride on 1946-47 than on any other season since Pearl Harbor. There was no call to use the fancier adjectives; no forgetting a long procession of triteness and trash. But beyond a discernible increase in merit, there was a distinct effect of movement-of a theater aiming to get places, and not just by the same old routes...
...Arnold, and a really dressy struggle between the North and the South. The North won, and were right, but the South, who lost, were nicer. After that, nothing happened until . . . some people called doughboys went to Europe and won a war. On Dec. 7, 1941, the Japs attacked Pearl Harbor, and some people called G.I.s had to go out to the Pacific and lick the pants off them...
...Welcome Home!" roared half a million voices from the crowd clustered 40-deep along the Portsmouth waterfront. Naval batteries thundered salutes. Sirens howled. And from a forest of mastheads bobbing in the harbor royal ensigns dipped in respectful greeting. On the quarter-deck of the Vanguard the Royal Family stood once again, berry-brown and beaming at the end of their 14,000-mile, three-month trip. As the great, grey battleship that had carried them so far slid gracefully into her home berth once more, Princess Elizabeth was so excited that she broke into a dance step. "Oh," cried...